Friday, May 18, 2007

Another awful but heartfelt poem

Tonight, thinking of you amid the rumble of laundry machines
I felt your sadness, loneliness, grief;
No one can replace your beloved.
I felt the darkness and shame
Lingering from a violent act acted upon you.
I felt it, allowed it to linger as long as I dared.
I won’t say it was so I could understand,
But I was seeking something close to understanding.
Perhaps your spirit was showing it to me.
And then a vision of rose petals
White, soft rose petals
Falling from the sky over both of us
And as they drifted down, the darkness fell away.

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